It's Odd

It's odd.

It isn't that I care any less, just that I shall let it affect me less.

It's odd how the songs you've been listening to turn my heart over like no other. Perhaps you've just got a good taste in music ;) .

It's funny how I am able to accept and acknowledge that there is nothing anymore, and the very next moment I catch myself thinking about you.

It's odd how I really do feel that I am letting go, but somewhere holding back too.
Oh well, perhaps I should let time run it's course. It's the best way. The way it should be.